My Love From Another Star – Episode 34

DAY 4 CELEBRATION!

 

–EPISODE 34 RELEASE–

Previous Preview: MJ relationship with SY in the alternate world just got more complicated as he had underestimated her reaction to his explanation, entangling him further and deeper into her life.  Meanwhile, in the current world…SY’s fateful discovery about MJ’s secret unleash her wrath upon the unsuspecting MJ.  But as his secret is unveiled, YJ began to discover just how close the relationship between him and SM should and could have been, opening his eyes to a whole new possibility.  SM, on the other hand, makes a secret revisit to the tattoo parlor in an attempted desperate plea for help.

*Sorry for those who’s been waiting.  It is hard to write so much in such a short time and with a busy schedule 😦 thank you for your patience.  I actually just finish this and while I feel it could have been written better or with better dialogues, I shall hand it over today anyhow as I’m falling asleep trying to edit it, lol…and I know you guys have been asking for it 🙂 Still hope it’s just as good…*fighting! oh PS: you might want tissues around…it hurts my heart writing this episode (yes, I cried)*

Scene 4: 3rd Year in Alternate World

SY lay in bed grinning up at the ceiling.  It’s past 2am but she couldn’t sleep, not after what happen earlier that night.  Did she dreamt up everything?  She rolled over flat on her stomach, her face bury into the pillow as she scream excitedly then turn back around.  SY felt slightly guilty for tricking Kisohn to show himself like that but she was so desperate to see him and probably wasn’t thinking very deep on her actions.  Of course he didn’t know that beside playing the piano, she was a gifted swimmer and can hold her breath underwater for long periods of time.  She was often with HK in therapy for years and frequently made use of the pool there.

Perhaps she should write an apology letter?  SY sat up and went to her writing desk, pen in hand.  Her mind wasn’t in the task though as she replay the conversation with him in her head for the ninth times.  How do you document the moment your life change, your whole world, when your every concept of your reality shifted on its axle?  There was nothing to warn her of such a day, it was just like any other day until she took a risk and reap the rewards.  It was more than she could have ever imagine it to be.

SY look down at the empty page and put down the pen. Then went back to her bed and pull out her phone instead.

SY: (dial phone and nervously grab her pillow, grinning and waiting like a fool.  He’s going to pick up, he’s going to pick up…) hello?! Hi!

MJ: do you know what time it is?  I gave you my number for emergency…is this an emergency?

SY: no…but

MJ: then I’m hanging up.

SY: NO! Wait!  I can’t sleep right now, how could I after what happen?

MJ: (sigh with frustration) are you anxious because no one’s there with you? I can’t believe your husband could just pick up and leave like that.  HK in the other world would never…

SY: I don’t want to talk about him right now.  I want to talk about us.

MJ: there is no “us”.

SY: (unfazed she tried again) ok then tell me more about her.

MJ: I already told you everything. Me alien, came to another earth different then here, another you out there, she’s whom I’m coming home to.  Look I’ve said all this already, more than three times…in details.  Why….I don’t understand why you can be so…so…

SY: accepting?

MJ: I was going to say repetitive.

SY: (laughs) I’m still trying to process.  I suppose most people would find it crazy, hard to believe, or think you’re nut…maybe all the above (inhale gaily) a part of me still do think you’re crazy by the way, but the way my life is…was…I felt relieved…happy actually, that there’s more to life than just this.  To know I’m part of a bigger scheme in the universe…it…I don’t know how to explain it, but it gives more meaning to my life.  (she pause) Is it strange that I trust you so completely?

MJ: yes, you shouldn’t.  You don’t even know me.

SY: and that’s part of the craziness that makes perfect sense if what you said can be believed.  You love Song Yi…and I am her, just a different version…so, theoretically would it be too far fetch to say I love you?  It seems like we’re fated to be together always.  This world, that world…the past, the present.  It seems we are destined wouldn’t you say?

MJ: listen, I told you earlier, there is no

SY: “us” I got it.

MJ: (groaned) do we have to talk about all this right now? It’s 2:30….

SY: right.  Sorry.  I’m just so excited (she fluff the pillow and lay down smiling at the ceiling again) I actually didn’t call you to talk about that…actually…I want to know, I want to know more about me…can you tell me more about me?

MJ: (became more awake, he pulled the phone away from his ears looking at it perplex) what do you mean?

SY: …you miss her? (Of course he does, now she know why he follow her around protecting her all the time)

MJ: of course I do…

SY: then tell me…it helps when you talk about it…what was I like? As a person…in the other world? What is my life like? (long pause) hello? Are you there?

MJ: ….she was loud (he finally gave in) and obnoxious.  Full of herself because she’s a hallyu star (laughs as he remember their first meeting) she likes to drink and eat chicken when she’s lonely or upset and then end up at a stranger’s house, my house… drunk and obnoxious.  But she’s very strong, stronger than anyone I’ve known, she doesn’t like people seeing her hurt, even when she fell…(his voice fade out as camera pan in on SY listening contently and gradually fell asleep)

MJ appeared in SY’s room, he walked over to her bed and lean down to take the phone out.  His fingers came out and tuck some stray hairs behind her ear.

MJ: what am I to do with you now?

Scene 8: When SY Found MJ’s Secret

SY carries the tray of soup to MJ’s library as Fate and Destiny trot around her feet.  She open the door and walk inside but he wasn’t at his desk.

SY: looks like your daddy is not here at the moment (talking to the cat and dog as they start to tease and chase each other around her legs) quit it guys (but they didn’t listen to her, then Fate made a quick turn and bump into her hard, it was so unexpected that she dropped and spill the soup on the carpet.  Thank god the carpet soften the fall and it didn’t break, it’s definitely not her fault this time.  She swirl around to give Fate a chiding look as he hover in the corner, then quickly ran outside the door along with Destiny.  She held a hand to her belly and closed her eyes with a sigh)  YUN JAI!! YUN JAI!!!

YJ: what’s going on? What happen? (He’s breathing laboriously from running to her) is the baby coming?

SY: what? No!  Just look at this mess that Fate caused (pointing towards the soup-soaked rug and empty soup bowl) can you pick up the bowl for me and pull out the rug to get washed, Min Joon is going to give me one of his boring lecture again about my clumsiness if he sees this.

YJ: (giving her a rebellious look) if you weren’t pregnant…

SY: ya! If I wasn’t pregnant do you think I need you?  C’mon! Make it quick, I don’t know when he’s going to come back.

YJ: it won’t be finished by the time he comes back, what are you going to say?

SY: the truth.  That it needs a wash. (And that’s all she’s going to tell him. SY looked on as YJ picked up the bowl and place it on the desk then pulled and rolled up the rug.  Suddenly, both stop in their track as they saw a latch to a small door on the floor)

YJ: (look back at her) you know about this?

SY: do I look like I know? (She stare at it hard, feeling the uneasiness settling in) just take the rug out.

YJ: but!!! I want to see wh…

SY: take the rug out (she repeat again in a stern whisper. YJ sigh, looking angry that he couldn’t stay to see what’s inside…he rolled up the rug, lifted onto his shoulder, look at his sister again and stomp out)

SY wasn’t looking at YJ at all, her eyes are glued to that spot on the floor…a secret that she doesn’t know about?…a secret?  She shook her head, this couldn’t be happening.  She didn’t even know when her feet walked her closer to the spot until she was upon it.  She gingerly sat herself down awkwardly on the floor.

SY close her eyes and let out a long breath.  Her hands came out to reach for the latch door then pause halfway there.

SY: (laughs nerviously) this must be where he stashes the porn, I can live with that. (She pulled the latch quickly open before she changes her mind.  Then stare down at a black box with a fancy key inserted in it.  SY trace the box with her fingers, all trace of laughter gone.  In that moment it dawn on her that this is no ordinary box, whatever that’s in this, she had a strong feeling it’s about to change their lives forever.

MJ felt a little relief now that he found an ally in his people.  At least for now Ahnya and Qahnki will help him to hopefully solve the issue of the two world colliding.  The thought of the other SY disappearing though was disturbing to him and he couldn’t seem to stop his inside from shaking, buckling in alarm actually, no matter how many times he pacify himself with the logic of the necessity of it.  There can’t be two SY, it’s best this way…he open the door to his office and was shock to see his wife sitting at his desk.  He look into her red-brim eyes from across the empty space between them and knew everything that he’s been fighting to keep safe was in the brink of extinction.  He look down at the rugless floor with the open latch door, the box no longer there.

SY: you’re looking for this? (she threw the empty black box at his feet, her voice chillingly calm) no, of course it’s not the box that you treasure so secretly. (She picked up a letter from the desk and read out loud with bitter sarcasm) “Kisohn, love…how long has it been? Days? Hours? When can I be back in your arms again?  I long for you like the dark night long for the moon and stars to come out.” (She threw it across the desk and pick up another) “…your lips, I drown myself in our kisses (tears are falling down her face rapidly like little raindrops but she kept reading) and willingly trade any possession I have in the world to bottle it and take with me where ever I go, oh how I love those rare beautiful kisses…”

MJ race to the desk and snatch the letter out of her hand, letting it float to the floor.  Her dull eyes assess his guilt ridden face and knew the answer without asking.

SY: I was going to ask who is she but that’s hardly relevant now is it?

MJ: it’s not like what you think, please just calm down and let me explain.

SY: explain? Explain what?! How you lied to me and make a mockery of our marriage?

MJ: it’s not like that! (he grab both her hands but she yanked away immediately. So he comb his fingers through his hair in frustration) I was never unfaithful to you during our marriage.

SY: oh so it’s ok to do it before you married me?  Why didn’t you tell me then? Huh? Why?…So that I can stay the hell away from you! (she slam both her hands on the table but her anger lost its edge when she double in pain as she blow on her red palm) owwww….damn it!

MJ: (lean down and blow on her palm with her) are you ok honey? (she looked at him accusingly and pulled her smarting hands away from his mouth, thought about it, then thrust her hands in his face)

SY: This is all your fault!  THIS (she point at her belly next) is all your fault! As a matter of fact EVERYTHING IS ALL YOUR FAULT YOU BASTARD ALIEN!  GO! GO BACK TO WHERE YOU COME FROM, I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU EVER AGAIN!

MJ: common Song Yi, you don’t mean that…

SY: (she move around the desk and stood firmly and closely in front of him, looking at him dead in the eye) I don’t care if I truly mean it or not right now…the truth is, in this instant you’re the last person on this earth I want to look at so either you get out of my sight or I will leave, so which is it going to be?

MJ: you’re not even going to listen to what I have to say?

SY: you had your chance, as a matter of fact you had over a year of chances…were you ever going to say anything if I hadn’t discovered this for myself? (He open his mouth to reply but she held a hand up to stop him) you know what? Forget it! Whatever you’re about to say I can’t believe you, I can’t trust you…I’m not sure if I ever will again. (She suddenly wailed and burst into ugly sobs and cried hard)

Without both realizing it, YJ had walked in on them from behind and is pulling on MJ’s sleeve.

YJ: I think it’s best you leave my sister right now…it’s not healthy for the baby, seeing you will just make her more emotional.  Besides I need to talk to you.

MJ: (he wanted to hold her in his arms so bad to sooth whatever pain she felt…he looked at her closed angry eyes and quivering lips, why does she look so damn adorable whenever she’s angry with him?) ok…fine, I’ll leave for now, just until you want to hear me out…then…

SY: good! I wish you never come back! (Still wailing, she pushes pass him and walk out without looking back)

MJ turned around and face YJ.

YJ: (cross his arms across his chest, looking angry as well) so what is this about another woman Do Min Joon-shi?  I thought you were better than the men here on earth, that’s why I entrust my sister to you.  How could you betray our trust like that?

MJ: (close his eyes in frustration) The other woman is your sister.

YJ: (stagger backward and unwind his arms from his chest in disbelieve) come again?  Did I hear you correctly? I thought you said…

MJ: I said, the other woman that I was with before I married your sister was your sister.

YJ: (pulled MJ from where he stood to the couch and sat them both down) I think I need to sit down for this. (look at MJ with amazement) whaaa, I think this is going be even better then when I first found out you’re an Alien isn’t it? (shook his head with wonder) tsk tsk tsk, the life you lead hyung…

–an hour later–

YJ sat next to MJ, who’s still talking away but he had stopped listening for a few minutes now as his mind had wonder elsewhere.

MJ: …so this is by some warped up design of the universe and I really have very little control over it…I need you to try and explain to Song Yi that….Yoon Jai!….Yoon Jai! Are you listening to me?

YJ: I’m sorry…what? Huh? Something about explaining to Song Yi? Yeah I got it.  Hyung can we back track a bit in your story.  You said I was what with Se Mi? Umm…that we are engage?

MJ: yeah…and?

YJ: can you….can you expand on that a bit? You know….I’m just a bit curious about that world and my part in it. (MJ rolled his eyes and stood up to leave but YJ pulled him back down) promise! Promise I’ll definitely put lots of good words in for you…just tell me more about me…and this Se Mi…I’m just really curios that’s all.

MJ: (look at him for a bit, then gave up) what do you want to know?

YJ: everything! I mean what was she like?…and me, how do I feel about her?

MJ: (smile at YJ eager face…at least there’s something good come out of this) you love and adore her to death.  The couple of times I see you two together, you’re always laughing and hugging her, teasing her about how much you want to kiss her.

YJ: and her? What was she like? Does she love me as well?

MJ: she was much sweeter and carefree in the other world, she laughs a lot and is extremely close to your sister, they are like real sisters…and every time she looks at you, her eyes sparkle with love, it makes her look much, much younger…

Scene 9: SM Seeking Help

Se Mi looked to the left then right, making sure no one recognize her…then pulling her cab down further to shield her face as she open the door to the small shop.  She walked to the counter and spotted the girl that look vaguely familiar to her.

SM: pppssss (then in a low whisper) hi, excuses me…(the girl continue working on someone and did not look at SM.  She cleared her throat and spoke louder) erhhmm…sorry! Excuse me! (The girl turns over to her)

Tattoo artist: yes? Can I help you? (walks over to SM)

SM: yeah…umm…I have a little problem, I need your help.

Tattoo artist: (smile with humor) oh I remember you!…(laughs) you’re coming about the tattoo you got the other day huh? Where’s that hunky boyfriend of yours? Yoon Jai is it?

SM: he’s not my boyfriend!

Tattoo artist: isn’t that interesting? (she grin) Isn’t your tattoo…

SM: (cover the girl’s mouth quickly) shhh, please….the tattoo, can you take it off, like immediately?!

Tattoo artist: I told you you would regret it but you didn’t listen to me.

SM: (still whispering) I was drunk!  How could you take the words of a drunk girl?

Tattoo artist: (shrug) you’re the customer…hey you look familiar…aren’t you that actress?

SM: no, no I’m not.  So can you please remove it for me? As soon as possible, like today please! (The tattoo artist laughs hard attracting the customer now looking over their way) shhhh! What’s so funny?

Tattoo artist: first of all, to delete it cost five to ten times more than it did for you to get the tattoo…

SM: that I don’t care, I have the money!

Tattoo artist: second, it will take months because you need more than one treatment, you’d have to do laser treatment for at least six or more sessions (SM looks horrified) third, we don’t do it here but I can easily give you a referral where you can go to.  And finally the most important thing here is that you can’t do it immediately, your skin is still healing right now, you’d have to wait at least a few months for the skin to heal first.

SM:  WHAT?!? I don’t have a few months!!! (start panicking) what if someone sees it!?? What if…??

Tattoo artist: (look at SM up and down and lean in closer to her) listen, between me and you, the tattoo you had…where it is, it’s not an easily seen location so who’s going to see it? Unless you have a lover?

SM: (look affronted) I don’t have a lover!

Tattoo artist: ironic you should say that considering…(stare at SM’s chest pointedly, then stood up straight looking smirkily satisfied) just as I thought, no lover….so you see? Nothing to worry about, no one is going to see it, so just wait it out…here (she grab a business card on the table) here’s the place you want to go to a few months from now (she pat SM’s hand) good luck! (then walk back to her customer leaving SM standing there looking flabbergasted)

SM turn around about to walk out when she saw the couch in the waiting area.  As she walks towards it, the images came back to her. Her eyes round in shock as her hand cover her open mouth.  She stumble backward out of the door her eyes still on the couch as she left and ran out.

[camera pan back to when she was at the tattoo shop with YJ that night]

SM: (looks at the books, at the pictures on the wall) no…no…no…ew…no…I can’t decide what should I get…(she opens the curtain and stumble drunkenly towards YJ). Yoon Jai, what should I get? You tell me, I’ll get whatever…(she came upon him stretched out sleeping soundly on the couch) wahhh, are you a kid or an old man? (she bend her body down, getting close to his face as her hand came out to trace down his nose) tsk tsk tsk so handsome up close…you sleep like the dead Yoon Jai (he slightly stir but did not wake up) you know, I’ve never been this close face to face with another man…I haven’t been kissed ever before either…ever ever ever! Can you believe that? (she hiccup) You can’t right?……(long pause)…….So how about you do this noona (hiccup) a favor and give me a kiss? Hmm? (she pulled lightly on the collar of his shirt) ya! You’re not saying anything (hiccup) so I take it you’re ok with that, right? Right?

SM stare at him a minute longer then close her eyes and pucker her lips exaggeratedly, moving closer.  As she was just about to touch his lips his hands came out and twist her around and pulled her in a back hug.  She lay awkwardly, her back against his chest, her legs half on half off the couch, his arm curled around her stomach, squeezing her tighter to him as if she’s his pillow.  SM’s face turn flustered red with a stump expression.  The heat radiating from his body made her feel warm, protected, and…hot. She close her eyes for a moment to soak up this strange feeling.

Tattoo artist: erhhmm!!

SM: (opens up her eyes and look at the girl artist) yes?

Tattoo artist: you guys should go home and do that, we do tattoos here, if you’re not then (she made a shooing gesture)

SM: Oh!!! Right, right…(she took his hand off her and stood up.  Then looking down at him some more and smiled to herself) I know what I’m getting (she turn back to the artist and beamed brightly with her lopsided, drunken smile).

Scene 15—17: 3rd Year In Alternate World Continues

SY pack her bags getting ready to move back to her family temporarily.  She glances around the house that she’d been calling home for the past 2 years.  Now that HK is gone, she feels like there’s no more need to put up the pretense.  She caress the black piano on her way out.

SY: I can’t take you with me where I’m going…I’m sorry (she pat it one last time and left.  Camera pan around the lonely piano and empty house)

–sometimes later–

YJ set the table as he nudge SM and they both look at SY humming and smiling in the kitchen as she prepare the food with her mother.

SY’s mother: for a woman whose marriage is on the rocks you’re awfully happy.  (SY smile and shrug) I still think whatever issue you have with Hwi Kyung you guys should try and work it out.

SY: mother…we’ve been through this already (the doorbell rang, she wipe her hands excitedly on her apron) he’s here! He’s here. (she rush to the door then stop short, smooth her hair and clothes then open the door wide, beaming)

MJ: am I late? (he hand her the fruit basket)

SY: no, no…thank you for coming.

Everyone sat at the table looking at everyone else…the air crisp with excited curiosity.

SY’s mother: So you’re…Song Yi’s new friend? (SY looked at him and smile, MJ smile nervously and nod his head)

SY’s father: it’s good to know she have a friend to lean on during this tough times in her life, thank you for remaining at her side (he looked deeply into MJ’s eyes to emphasis his meaning)

MJ: (said quietly) of course

YJ: (look back and forth between MJ and SY) so you’re the reason she’s been smiling all the time (SM kicked him and nudge his side as MJ look down at his food uncomfortably) good enough friends for her to invite you to this small intimate engagement diner.

SY: (cut in) best of friends (she glance over at MJ again smiling)

SM: (unbelieving face) and what am I?

SY: you’re my best girl friend and he’s my best boy friend (then realize the awkwardness of her statement as everyone look around and started eating with enthusiasm)

SM: (mumble) I thought Jae Kyung was…

[camera pan behind and down at the table: MJ continue rubbing his right hand back and forth on his leg nervously.  SY saw it and reach her left hand out and grab his hands in hers, he turn to her in shock but she just smiled at him reassuringly then turn back to eating while still holding his hand in hers]

–sometimes later–

Director: I’m really sorry.  I just don’t think your image right now is…marketable.

SY: but all I’m doing is compose music, I’m not a celebrity…who would care?

Director: (looks conflicted) but…the rumors…and the Kyung family (sigh) please don’t put us in a tough spot.

SY: I see…(HK’s father is extending his influence) well…can I just compose for you and…you can use it  however you like, I don’t need the credit…just um, the paycheck…(he hesitate) please? this is all I know how to do, it’s the only thing I love to do…no one needs to know, just between me and you. How long have I been with you? (he nods his head in resignation and wave his hand for her to leave). Thank you, thank you…(she bow down and left).

SY caught the bus and walk towards the back as people whisper and stare at her.

Man: what’s a wife of a chaebol doing on this bus?

Woman: you didn’t hear the rumor? they split, apparently he found her cheating with another man so he left her for the state in a fit of rage.

Two young girls sneer at her, one girl whisper loudly to the other.

Girl: No wonder…with a face like her, she wouldn’t be faithful to one man.  He probably bought that face for her too, the poor bastard.

SY turn to look outside the window and tune everyone out.

–sometimes later–

YJ helped SY carried out some more boxes getting her ready for the move.

YJ: why do you have to leave? You should stay with us, until things settle down a bit more.

SY: (sigh) I’m a burden to everyone like a black cloud hanging above all your heads.  By keeping me around you, mom, dad, and Se Mi is going to continue getting harass and getting into fights with people.  All for what? Because of my problems?

YJ: you’re family and we can take care of you better where we can see you.  Where you’re going…it’s so far.

SY: I don’t want you to keep continue defending me, you’re not tired but I’m tired (she smiled) this new place will be more peaceful for me.  Tell mom and dad not to worry.  I’ll be home to visit once in a while.

YJ: what about your “friend” Kisohn? Does he know?

SY: I’m going to see him right now.

–meanwhile–

MJ pace back and forth getting angry again…another gossip news in the paper about SY and her husband.  They are making her seem like a shrewd, cheating, disloyal gold digger.  Does these people have nothing better to do? By the way they are so relentless you would think she’s a celebrity or something when she’s not even that.  He sigh in frustration knowing that they are actually targeting the chaebol family, using her as a means to that end but it still angers him.

His doorbell rang as he crumbles the paper and threw it in the trash.  He opens the door and took one look at her and frowns.

MJ: you shouldn’t be here. Do you want to appear in the front page yet again?

SY: (she shrug nonchalantly) are you going to let me in? I have something important to say. (he hesitated then open the door wider to let her in) guess what? My birthday is coming up this month…

MJ: and?

SY: (looks annoyed at him) and…I want to ask if you can do me a huge favor as my birthday gift.

MJ: tsk, I don’t believe in birthday.

SY: it’s not something you believe in…it’s something you celebrate.

MJ: (stare at her with humor and annoyance then fold his arms to his chest) ok so let’s hear this request.

SY: (grin and grab on his arms guiding him to the couch to sit them both down) can you spend a month with me as if I’m the other Song Yi?

MJ: WHAT?!?

SY: please? (She gave him her puppy eyes) I want to feel what’s it like being with you.  One month is not that long.

MJ: I’m leaving for home!  Soon too! I’m not staying here!

SY: exactly!  Even more reason for you to grant my request right?

MJ: but…but you’re not Song Yi…that would be, I would be…

SY: cheating? (she shook her head and lean closer towards him, looking him in the eye) so what part of me is NOT Song Yi? (he stammer but couldn’t give an answer and look away from her but she guide his face back to look in her eyes looking at him seriously) I’m not asking for forever, I’m not asking for you to marry me, I’m not asking for you to be my boyfriend, I’m not even asking you to be my lover…all I’m asking is that the remaining time you may have left here, if you could spare one month for me….the me in this world, that’s all. (he continue staring at her transfix and conflicted) you said so yourself that I am Song Yi, I just happen to live in a different dimension with different fate and different life, but I’m still me…I’m still Song Yi right? (she broke the intense stare and speech, grin and pat his shoulders) don’t worry, if you cheat on me with another woman then we are going to have big issue…with both of me.  (She again smile sweetly at him) I give you permission to be with me, it’s not cheating.

MJ: (flabbergasted) what kind if reasoning is that?

SY: (cock her head sideways) the kind of reasoning that involved a 400 years old plus alien, two identical worlds in different dimension, and two separate me…

MJ: (scratch his head) now that you put it this way…(shook his head and steel his resolve) no, it’s not the same, I can’t I’m sorry.  You’re also married, everything is just wrong.

SY: (she stood up glaring down at him) I’M SEPARATED! (she raise her voice at him which shock him quite a bit since he’d never seen her so angry before, his other SY, yes, but not her…she was always so, so demure and easy going) He’s the one NOT giving me the divorce! (she closed her eyes and breathe out heavily) Kisohn, please don’t use that as an excuse…god only knows how much I’ve sacrifice to be with you, even if it’s just a short illusion and I’m fully aware of that.  Look…are you going to grant my request or not?

MJ look at her still thinking, still calculating and debating what’s right and wrong, still fighting between the sound logic of his mind and the thundering screaming in his heart.

SY: (her eyes tear up) never mind, I relieve you from answering the question.  Sorry I overstep my boundaries. (she walk out and close the door before he could even realize what just happen)

–next morning–

MJ woke up with a massive headache.  Fantastic way to start the day.  Then found out SY was gone, left sometimes late last night without a word goodbye.  At least the goddamn paper is reliant for something.

MJ knock on the door impatiently, when no one open up he knock again, then rang the bell…then knock harder and louder.

YJ: who is so RUDE this early in the day, I swear this better (open the door and saw MJ) what are you doing here?

MJ: I saw the paper…where’s your sister?

YJ: If she didn’t tell you then that means she didn’t want you to know…so why should I tell you? (he slam the door close in MJ’s face)

MJ walk down the corridor and then lean his head against the wall.  Today is just not a good day for him.  His headache just got worse.

––almost a week later–

The countryside with its hills and valleys and flat lands pass by in a green blur as SY Speed down the empty path on her bike.  The air was slightly hot but the billowing wind against her face and hair have a cooling effect.  She made a good choice to move out here.  In this remote place, she can feel more peaceful.  No one gossip behind and in front of her, no tension about what’s the next news is going to be about….just peace.

SY finally reach her small house, the one she bought out of desperation a few weeks earlier while browsing the net, now became her safe heaven.  She got off the bike, took the fresh groceries out of the basket and head for the door. Then stop in her track.

SY: how did to find me?

MJ: I’m an alien remember? Or did you forget?

SY: no I didn’t…(she push pass him to get to her front door but he yanked her around to face him)

MJ: have you any idea how angry I am right now? How could you just up and disappear all of a sudden without any words? After what happen before…

SY: (with her free hand she push his arms down her shoulders) as you can see I’m perfectly fine.  You can leave now.  I’m not your Song Yi so stop following me around as if you have the right to know my whereabouts.  And you can stop worrying about me doing something stupid like killing myself (she laughs bitterly) I’m not that brave.  (she pause) I can hold my breath pretty long underwater did you know that? I’m sorry, but I really just wanted to see you so badly…what I meant to say is, don’t worry about me, I’m a big girl I can take care of myself.  Go home Kisohn.  I meant the other home planet, to your other Song Yi.

MJ: (grabs her and pull her back into his arms with such surprising force that SY drop her bags of groceries) I have something to say too (his breathing starts to rise) I thought about your request…I think…I think after all you’ve been through…it’s not such an outrageous favor to grant, especially if it’s for your birthday.

SY: (her hands tremble on his chest as she bit down her lips) Kisohn…I live most of my life out of pity and guilt please don’t walk down the same path as I have done…even if that path is with me in it. (she tried to push away from his arms but he held her tighter.  Without another word he kissed her.  Angry kisses, passionate kisses.  Tender kisses.  Kisses full of pent up longing.  He wanted to make it clear to her that whatever crazy thing exists between them, pity and guilt is not one of them.

He held her while she sobbed and hugged him tighter.

[camera pans out while MJ narrates]

MJ: I know I’ve crossed that line.  I know I have no excuses this time, what I did was unthinkable and unforgivable.  But in that moment, I never felt more clear; clear on their differences, clear on their similarities.  Here or there, in my heart had only one SY….as one entity or as two separate ones.  The thought of losing her again, for the second time, was just too unbearable for me to take.

[scenes flashes through their times together:

MJ racing SY on their bikes through the countryside laughing.

MJ talking to a man back in the city as he trace his hands on the unfinished white, grand piano.

SY & MJ reading under a tree.  As he look into the sunset, SY sleep peacefully, snuggling into his stomach with her arms wrapped around him.

MJ chasing her around the creek, picking her up as they both laughs.

Them playing the piano together, looking at each other and smile.

SY look out the window at MJ practice his jumps, disappearing and reappearing in front of her eyes. She smile, look down and walk away from the window.

End scenes with them eating at the table]

MJ: (looks up from eating) you’ve been taking pictures more frequently.

SY: (stare at the camera) because you’re leaving soon. (the air become tense and quiet as he continue eating to avoid the subject.  She puts down the camera) Kisohn…when you’re coming home and we get married, how many kids do you think we’ll have?

MJ: (stop eating midway and looked up at her intensely) we already have this conversation.

SY: (smile curiously) we did? (MJ blink, nod, and smiled at her)

MJ: yes…we did.  I said seven.

SY: seven! Isn’t that a bit excessive? And…

MJ: all girls if possible (he smiled to himself) I told you that I don’t like boys because they are noisy but the truth is I didn’t want to share you…I didn’t…(he zone out thinking about that conversation then look down and ate, swallowing the lump in his throat)

SY: (clear her throat and wipe her nose with a napkin. Then in a cheerfully teasing voice she continue) so ambitious…did you and I…did we (he look at her curiously) have we…you know, in the same bed, with roof and four walls (she blush and look away)

MJ: ahh, that…no, but I’m sure you wanted it to badly (he tease)

SY: what? (she threw the napkin at him and stood up) you have a bad migraine when we kiss right? Well, you better prepare yourself because…(he stood up and ran as she chase after him laughing) ya! YA! come back here! I thought you wanted 7 kids!

–sometimes late–

SY: (trace her hand down his black jacket) today is the big day you’ve been talking about right? (MJ nod his head) you’re nervous.  Don’t be. (she looks up at him with pride and love) you’ll do fine…(she step back and look at him from head to toe) you’re going to take my breath away on that Red Carpet (she squeeze his hand) now go…go. (He nods his head and shortly after disappear)

[SY sat back down on the chair, camera pan to the empty room with just her in it]

MJ reappear in SY’s bed as he hugged her from behind.  She didn’t open her eyes or turn around to face him.

SY: did we meet?

MJ: yes…she…you…were beautiful

SY: did you give me a proper kiss after being absent for so long?

MJ: (hesitate) I…

SY: good. I’m glad (she pulled his arms around her tighter) now let’s sleep. (a tear escaped her closed eyes and seep into the pillow)

MJ made sure SY slept before teleporting back to his own bed.  He laid there looking up at the ceiling but couldn’t sleep.  His last jump had help him discovered a way to make it last longer, much longer…but only in theory.  He have to try it out first.  But after seeing SY, having her back in his arms again…he wanted to try leaving again as soon as possible.  But the thought of SY here…he toss and turn.  Ending one life for another…saying hello to one and goodbye to another, he’s not sure if he should be joyful or grievous.

–sometimes late–

SY: (held MJ’s hand as they walk down the deserted bay.  SY stop and took her shoes off, digging her toes into the sand) I want to be like my toes…covered under the blanket of sand so I don’t have to face reality (she look at the full moon beaming down the water and inhale the night air deeply) you’re leaving today (he nod his head) right about now (he nod his head again).  I thought as much, you haven’t been the same since you came back 4 days ago.

MJ: I’m sorry I couldn’t stay for the full month like we had…

SY: don’t worry about it, you’ve given me more than I could ever dream of.  You’ve been asking me about this bag the whole night.  (She pull a black box out of it) I have a feeling you’re leaving tonight…so I brought this along.  A parting gift.

MJ: I shouldn’t take anything back…I

SY: Wei, don’t reject me so fast at least pretend to think about it first (she nudge him playfully with her shoulder then turn serious) please Kisohn…this is all that my heart can give you, and I won’t ask anything more.  Just take this with you wherever you go.  If you never open it, I’ll understand.  But just take it with you.  As for me I’m going to be here, waiting for you…I know you might never come back and I know you don’t want me to.  But what can I do? This stubborn heart no longer see anything but you.  You know I’m good at waiting right? I don’t mind the wait (she sobbed quietly on his shoulder) I can wait forever…

MJ: (he pulled her out from his arms and wipe her teary face). I’ll take the box. Don’t cry.  And don’t wait for me either.  I may not ever come back.  I need to know that you are going to be ok, that you continue living a good life here without me.  I won’t be able to rest well if I worry about you.

SY: (nod her head slowly and smile at him encouragingly) you’re right.  I’m sorry.  I’m fine now.  Why am I crying? I should celebrate with you right?  We are going to reunite and have that…that wonderful wedded bliss and that 7 kids we always talked about.  I should be happy for you.  For us.  I am happy.  I’m very happy. (She hugged him tightly again) I promise to take very good care of myself and live happily if you can promise me one thing.

MJ: what is it? (He rubs his hands up and down her back)

SY: forget me.  The me here. (MJ stop everything abruptly, even his breathing momentarily)

MJ: what are you saying?

SY: when you leave here, don’t look back to this time, this place.  Don’t think of me, or what if, or how I’m doing.  It’s best if you erase all your memories of here altogether.

MJ: but…

SY: please don’t interrupt. Promise me that as soon as you get back, you will drag me…to the closet priest and marry me right away…I’ve been waiting for you for too long.  (She lean her cheek into his chest) I love you so much…I can’t imagine how hard it must be for the me there to wait for you all these years.  Just concentrate on the me there and no one else.  I am her…we are the same…you got that? (He didn’t answer so she pulled out looking at him.  But he only look at her with wonder in his eyes)

MJ: you are so brave and amazing and I (he walked further away from her, each step sounding like thunder to her heart) I promise when I get back home I will love only you, we will marry, and we will live happily together, I promise. (he start to disappear)

SY: DO YOU LOVE ME?! (she rush over to hug him one last time but only gasp air) Have you ever love me? (Her voice fades out into the silent night.  Suddenly she broke out into loud, incoherent sobs.  He’s gone. He’s really gone. He’s never coming back) I’m not brave! (she scream out into the dead sky) I’m not amazing…(she crumble onto the sand in a curl fetus position, wrack with pains she didn’t know was even possible to have.)

[camera pans out from her back framing the trees around her, the water and the night sky…the scenery changes as the moon disappear into a crimson morning dawn but she remains in the same position]